A trail through the forest took me to Jenkova planina first.
I quickly gained altitude and soon the village of Jezersko was far below me.
Forest gave way to rocks and soon Mt. Mala Baba was in front of me.
I timed the ascent to be at the top of Mt. Velika Baba in the late afternoon. The central Kamnik Alps basked in the sun: Mt. Planjava on the far left, then Koroška Rinka, Skuta and Dolgi hrbet.
Looking back toward Jezersko:
The descent was steep.
I took the left trail that goes on the Austrian side and climbed up to the saddle between Ledinski vrh and Storžek, just in time to catch the last sun rays.
Mt. Koroška Rinka lit up for a few minutes.
Soon the light turned to pink and then it was gone.
Far to the east, Mt. Planjava was losing color, too.
The Julian Alps with Mt. Triglav after sunset.
I spent the night at Kranjska koča hut at Ledine. Some other guests were partying until the wee hours keeping the rest of us awake. Nevertheless, I got up early enough to set off at sunrise.
The clouds went from pink to orange in a matter of minutes, and Mt. Kočna was already illuminated by the sun.
Mt. Kočna in the morning light.
The trail climbed up the scree slopes to the rockface of my goal, Mt. Koroška Rinka.
The ascent was not for the faint-hearted: very vertical, very airy, but with amazing views!
Soon I was standing at the top admiring the nearby peaks: Mt. Kranjska Rinka and Mt. Skuta.
After breakfast the unpleasant descent down the scree was inevitable, and then back up to climb Mt. Kranjska Rinka. Here I was almost at the top, looking back towards Koroška Rinka.
It was a beautiful sunny day, a Saturday, and many people decided to go hiking. I had to share my next destination, Mt. Turska gora with quite a few fellow mountaineers. Looking back towards Mts. Grintovec, Skuta and the three Rinkas.
Logar Valley (Logarska dolina) from Mt. Turska gora. You can also see the hut at the Kamnik Saddle (Kamniško sedlo), where I was headed next.
Climbing down Turska gora involves descending through a vertical opening equipped with steel cables. It's called a "bottomless barrel". :)
This stretch of the hike almost killed me twice. Just as a climbed up and out of a narrow gully, rocks started flying down from above and I escaped by a few seconds. Wearing a helmet wouldn't have helped me there. Just as I thought the worst was over, a hiker on a trail above me triggered a largish rock that came tumbling down as I was taking this photo, and I had to run out of the way to avoid it. Two narrow escapes within 15 minutes! Phew!
The hut at the Kamnik Saddle was teeming with day hikers. I did stop for some lunch though but then started the grueling descent back to the valley: the 1300 altitude meters did me in and by the time I reached the road, my soles were so inflamed I could hardly walk.
Inflamed soles aside, this was a wonderful hike mixed with some exhilarating climbing and amazing views. Now I am hoping for some nice weather in September so I can go hiking again!
